Vail Ski Resort | Sunday Morning, 10/17

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The Fandomites' last morning in Vail dawned cool and clear, the resort warm enough to get by with a light jacket, the slopes above frosty and crisp.

The portal back to Fandom would arrive after lunch, so now was time for packing, last-minute souvenir-shopping, or one final lift up the mountain to the wonderful land of snow-sports.

Or alternatively, freaking the heck out in your hotel room because Fandom knows no boundaries of distance or decency when it comes to attacking its current and former residents in their sleep to leave ladybits where manbits used to be, and manbits where... you get the picture.

So might the maid, if you forgot to leave the Do Not Disturb sign out.


[ OCD is up! | Hotel Rooms | Centre V | Tavern on the Square | RockResorts Spa | Other Activities at the Arrabelle | Skiing and Snowboarding | Snow Tubing | Snow-Shoeing | Shopping | Outside Dining | OOC]

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Room 217

[exspeedydotcom]

See Roy. See Roy wake up girl. See Roy freak out. Freak out, Roy, freak out.

"Oh, God. Oh, God, oh, God, what did I do last night?"

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa sat bolt upright in bed at hearing the panicked voice of her ro--- okay, the panicked voice of somebody else who happened to be in the room, because her roommate was in an entirely different octave than that.

"Who are you?" Rinoa asked, staring at the girl. Did Roy bring someone back to the room without her noticing? That was kind of creepy.

... why did her voice sound so deep? And why did her pajamas not fit all that well? She glanced down, and that's when she realized her boobs were missing.

See Rinoa scream. Scream, Rinoa, scream!

Re: Room 217

[exspeedydotcom]

"Who the hell are you?" Roy demanded.

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Shortly after waking up, Squall headed over to Rinoa's room and pounded on the door. Sure, there technically wasn't any danger, but he still wanted to make sure she was okay.

Also, it might help keep him from freaking out.

"Rinoa! Open up!"

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

Great. Some girl was knocking on the door, and all Rinoa was wearing were some ill-fitting pajamas. At least they were more modest than her usual sets. Having a boy roommate meant opting for pants instead of skimpy little short-shorts. Not that the pants were exactly her size any longer. Or, well, she wasn't her size, and the pants still were.

"Fine, what do you want?" Rinoa grumbled, throwing the door open and --

Staring.

And then bursting out laughing. "Squall?!??"

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

YES, it was him. Whatever.

And this, apparently, was Rinoa for now. At least she was safe, and not too upset?

"What?" he demanded. "This isn't funny!"

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

Oh, it was. It really, really was.

"You have Griever on your bra," she said. As if to explain how he was wrong and this was, in fact, hilarious.

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

He pulled aside his jacked so she could see the logo better. "It's stylish," he decided. And not at all funny. "Why are you laughing?"

Also, it was a fairly LARGE bra, and he felt irrationally proud of that.

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

"It's very stylish," she agreed with a grin. "I had no idea you were such a fashion plate."

Seeing Squall flash his bra-covered boobs at her -- proudly -- might possibly count as the weirdest moment of her life.

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall shrugged. "Whatever. You seem to be taking this well. Are you all right?"

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

"No," Rinoa said dryly. "I woke up attacked by Esthar officials and one of my legs fell off. Good thing you got here just in time to rescue me."

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"This isn't funny!!!" Squall insisted again, with even more indignation this time. "I wanted to make sure you weren't upset -- is that so wrong?!?!?"

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

"You don't seem upset," Rinoa said easily. "In fact, you seem like you're in a great mood. Something you want to tell me?"

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"I am NOT in a good mood!!!" Squall insisted huffily. "This is awkward and distressing and I don't like it!!!"

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

"Except for Griever on your bra," she noted. "That, you were fine with."

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall stomped his foot and pouted. "Yes, I'm glad that whatever messed with us understands that some things are important to me. Is that so wrong?! It's besides the point, since I shouldn't need a bra!"

And he definitely wasn't freaking out at all.

Re: Room 217

[angelo_wings]

"I didn't realize you'd be a hot girl," Rinoa said, looking him over. "Am I hot? I kind of look dweeby, to me. That's not fair."

Priorities. She had them.

Re: Room 217

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall shrugged. "I don't know?" How was he supposed to know? He wasn't attracted to guys! She wasn't bad-looking like this. "I guess you're... sort of cute?"